Laracid in Wonderland

Love In The Time of Intolerance

2010-02-07T05:17:00.001-08:00

February 12th 2010

I will be performing a play reading written, directed and co-performing with and by my uncle Nadim Sawalha...

"Love in the Time of Intolerance"

Through reading his work i have started to grow fond of the Andalusian Poet Ibn Zaydun (died 1070) (Córdoba) and the love affair he became famous for with the poetess Princess Wallada...

As i will be reading the part of Princess Wallada, i find the love affair that occurred between them to be one of complete fairytale love...

The passion, the lyrical poems the devotion to one another has left my head spinning.. here's a verse she uttered to Ibn Zaydun that depicts how strong the energy between them was -

"I fear for you, my beloved so much, that even my own sight even the ground you tread even the hours that pass threaten to snatch you away from me. Even if I were able to conceal you within the pupils of my eyes and hide you there until the Day of Judgment my fear would still not be allayed."

And thus when the affair came to an end.. her bitter words shun through him and the heart ache he caused, leaving him with these words -

"If, as i so desire,
We two could again be made one,
That day would be the noblest
Of all days.
If this passing breeze
Would consent to carry me along,
It would put down at your feet
A man worn out by grief."

And the story lives on....

Syria...

2010-01-24T04:25:00.000-08:00

Lingerie...balloons...culture...old town...colours

A Syrian Diary

2010-01-23T11:32:00.000-08:00

Day 1 Syria- club cello/dancing/alone/center/crowded/neon lights flashing/ eyes closed - guy: wats your name? me: i dont know...guy: where are you from? me: everywhere...guy: your killing me!!! me: i'm leaving you...(he grabs) i push..he falls.. i smile/wave/and ciao...car/legs/laughs/bullsh*t talk.. video clips.."get in the car they're staring"..food/more laughs and finally pass out...♥

Day 2 Syria- 10 am i wake/sleeping all around/my voice is loud/they wake up/3 teas 4 coffees/i feel like mama bear...8 turns/shower/clean/fresh...car convoy/paradise/food to feed a town/arak/strawberries and sugar...back/lost/church on a hill/spirituality/light candles/shoes off...

Back/kitchen/loud/more drinks/never have i ever/drive/mountains..i can see Syria..view/lights/amazing...club/dancing/alone again/everyone watching/tupac booming/arabic lyrics live playing...home/head spinning...CRASH♥

Day 3 Syria- 10 am wake up again/alone/this time 6 coffees 2 teas/dressed/packed/clean/4 bags of rubbish/empty bottles/luggage/car/drive..old city/Souq Hamadia/snap snap snap/..."your like a chinese tourist/peace/take a picture!!!!

Found the lingerie ♥ "birds tweeting/remote control/fluffy trimming..i bought 5 pairs/INSANE...crowds/people all around/lost/mosque/birds flying...beautiful scenery..walking/bag/taxi 1/taxi to Amman 2/4.5 hrs later/Amman..dark/hungry/chillen..reminiscing♥

Found again

2010-01-21T05:58:00.001-08:00

Something i wrote a while ago -

Oh the plight of man
men are from Mars and women are from Venus
to some extent it fits
and the world goes round

Do they get thee?

Do we understand the visa versa
unstable form of the alpha?

or is the protagonist finger pointing swagger to blame?

the plotting conspiracy

you said this, she said that..

Does love really matter?

Lies, lies and more deceitful manner.
The advise that never took..

i told you so doesn't seem to embrace.
The mistakes that so badly shook.

One mistake, two mistake, three

Did little piggy get to see
the big bad wolf that blew the house down on three.

how the entangled triangle
got so mangled amongst two souls
one will never know..
for to compare the two signs of
the beta and alpha
is an equation Einstein couldn't form.

But for the art of life
is for one woman, one man to combine
to create the next generation of woeful stubborn alienations.

One Race
One Love
One Truth

The Truth that bestows the underlying belly
of the demons that want to provoke.

Voices through the Stencil

2010-01-02T03:18:00.001-08:00

WAKE UP AND DREAM

Religion

2009-12-14T10:52:00.001-08:00

Speaks for itself!

Images

2009-12-14T10:31:00.000-08:00

World Slogans... in all forms...

2009-12-14T10:21:00.000-08:00

First it was one
Then it was two now its three
The four musketeers are we
If i tell all the stories, adventures
Rides we've been
The bestseller number one we'll be

Dance, Dance, Dance

From the crazy little midget
To the ups and downs of Margret
Nancy and the four year old cubblet
I have changed and would not be the same
Rocking the middle east still playing the game

We've had our laughs, we've had our cries
We've even fought only for a little while
The age gap might be wide
But as for our souls we have combined

This poem is different from the latter
My insides arnt ripping from the clatter
Instead my friendships are gaining more matter!

The jazz is seeping through the floors
Of our dancing, wild imaginative claws
Beauty, fitness and health bestows our minuscule flaws

Rule the world for independence is mine
The beautiful is always bizarre
Let the banners spread like wild flower
We all aspire to be the next dreamer
For our sparkled personalities
Will become like Sapphire

Gems, jewels, uncut diamond rockafellas
Watch out
For the 4 daggers will fight you with menacing Glares
All glistening with the profound feeling
Of being the most fiery flares

2009-09-25T02:06:00.000-07:00

It was a short time
But time is all that counts
The friendship felt forever
The laughs still ring but are somber
Truth or dare?
Dare always seemed to be the answer
We are going to be the girls and boys that meet in between
You climbed so high you reached the sky
So proud you called your boys all around
Protect and serve show no fear
For you are my boys
The rivering meander
That curbs to a heal
Your smiles still glow
Your wits still near
You might be in heaven
But your souls still here
We all say REST IN PEACE
Peace is where the heart is
No machine, gun, bomb will rain
As long as Des and Darrell
Are the shinning rays of the milky ways sparkling gems
Our love is with you forever
Our words will blow with the wind of time
The pain will heal
The memory will stay
The conflict will be
Therefore the misery shall pay
The lives that took
Let the world awake
For the R.I.P maeks on the graves shall no longer
Bare the pain of the heart aches...
We as one shall overcome for the two souls of our loved ones
Compared to that of the world
Let it be known we all stand as ONE

The Weakness

2009-08-25T03:47:00.000-07:00

To start from the beginning maybe a complex thing
To start from the now would make it a common transaction
Nerves and strangeness loomed and would have been forbidden

But the way of life that lingers amongst the foreign
Is something one has to surround themselves in
Weird, odd, in a way freakishly comforting
Words cannot describe the feeling of an emotion

But for 2 people living in a triangular theme song
The awkward bows of greeting
The intriguing eye goggling
The words that sometimes would not follow
Just the string of memories hollowed

Alike i can say in some way
Traditions follow that of the English heritage
The collectible items that stay hidden amongst the unit
Absolutely fabulous darling is a gift from our fellow cupid

The word EX to me sounds too foreboding
Not many go through such extreme introductions
Not many come out even smiling
But the air that hoovers seems to be kindling

Two worlds apart
With one thing in common
And to call it a thing may have been a contradiction
The fear of meeting is long gone
You could say its sailing across the ocean

For now the direction is misguiding
But for the future a friend sweetie darling is in the scheming
For me the new is fascinating
For you it could be eye opening

Speaking of the age there's definitely a gap
Connection is where it makes a clap
Dispersing to other ends of the world
I with my fingers crossing
Am hoping to be on the map.

The Bay of Roots

2009-05-12T00:34:00.000-07:00

Beirut lights mixed with triptonic thunder strikes
Cold as the night
The words of murmured rhymes come together
Into beats as lighting bites
Hail, rain, umbrellas
Fairouz - "Bous il Wawa"
Remarks the sign of Gaza
And the Intifada
Underground hip hop all around
Free styles, words crying
The smoke that brings your world flying
The lit cherry of obscure dancing
Images on the wall
Through the eye of the projecting
Electricity
Dark corners flashing neon
Conversations staggering
Thoughts glimmering
People all around
Like a jangled web
All caught in the moment
Of shivering vibration
Hot, Cold, Sweaty
Jammed in a Lebanese taxi
"Wow, your face is so close to mine"
Bumping into the roof of the odysee
Chilled to the bone and all crazy
Stuck between Iraq and a hard place
Lyrics booming
The boom box so close
I can hear it lurking
Sounds of crystals smashing
Waves gaining as the Beirut lights come to
A shimmering.

The Controversial

2009-03-19T11:31:00.000-07:00

"You hypocrite! First remove the beam from your own eye, and then you will see clearly enough to remove the speck from your brother's eye."

oh woe is me
so busy blaming others
for the mishaps of thee
you see yourself through the eyes of the beholder
others see you as the pain of their misery

weeping for our nations fragility
we seem to have forgotten
the international suffering and infirmity

we think you are the devil of destruction
you think we are the blood sucking terrorist of ruination
all living in one bubble, under one roof hoping for reconciliation

but will it come? they say the difference between arabs and jews is that they have no place to go.

so what would the difference be between us all? 1 square meter by 6 degrees of separation?

is it my hair? his nose? her shoes? his gun?
what will it be?
the west may compare us to uncivilized monkeys, but arent we?
some developed, some under developed, some happy, some bewildered and manic.
but isn't the air we breathe shared, or is that too divided into class of heirachy?

"never this..never that!!! the war must go on. let our lands be at one..."
to their ears blah blah blah!!!
to our ears we too soon will be saying blah blah blah!!!

and soon it will be hitting the bells and songs of our churches and mosques, buddhist temples and even parliamentarian desks.

The Number Game

2009-03-19T10:46:00.000-07:00

Allah U Akabar, Allah U Akbar, Bismillah Il Rahman Al Raheem

Do the markings of allah offend you?
Are these the cursed words of man?
Is it because you feel you are stronger?
Whiter?
American?
Dont answer the questions with a question

Is your soul so black and twisted that you have become blind?

Do the images on the wall not concur your soul?

Or are you so ignorant to know right from wrong?

The numbers are gaining..higher..higher..higher..
Bomb,bomb,bomb
You think its funny
Bodies are lying, our blood is dripping
The worlds tears are flowing
Insanity rings in the ears of diplomacy
bomb, bomb, bomb
"You my young friend will serve"
"You my boys of the US of A"
Will die because i say
war War War

Have the words, yells, cries, screams
Enough ENOUGH
NO MORE SHALL BLOOD REAP THOUGH MY LAND
Not hit ur feeble mind

Because you are white u think you are pure?

Purity has failed the dna gene your body cannot prevail
White, black, brown, yellow

Do we disgrace thee?
For i one woman cannot find the answer to your cob webbed mind
Millions have fought thee, millions have belted to thee

Yet you seem to be marked with the vision of the axis of evil
So who will it be?

The middle east, asia, africa, europe or the west indies???
For we are all different with secrets to hold

If we do not obeyed by thee
What will come of me
What will come of all of me

For i am not one
For if you could see
Your eyes will burn with the longing for grief

You feel proud to be a candidate, a ruler longing for peace?

I am the eyes of the beholder for you will never be.

Freedom Speaks Genocide

2008-10-02T03:26:00.000-07:00

Poems seem to express the way i feel most the time.. expressing oneself can be difficult and in my case despite my writings...i never know how to say what i feel...
this poem was written one day when i was feeling low and in some ways it reflected me and in other ways what surrounds me!!!

im not looking for sympathy or woe is me, but read the words and you shall see...

You preach the words Allah
you praise the Mosque, the Church, the Buddhist temple
pray and ask for forgiveness
the sins that mount
the tongue that spits the verses
the once blue sky turned grey
cross, crescent aren't they made of the same?
blood, sweat, bones
3 words of wisdom
3 words of controversy
warn away by man..
"dont use gods name in vain"
but yet the mist beyond the hills still burn red
the devils colour
the colour that yells the flames higher
whats it all for?
allah the great
the lucky number 7
or the firm belief that you might be right
there is no right, wrong, big, small
words are the mirage
the sensual dancer in the desert
the luring snake towards the apple
greed, gluttony, envy
all bad things in three
what did the mother tell thee
greed, gluttony, envy
the bane of your misery

I'M BACK

2008-04-23T02:30:00.000-07:00

So yes it has been a long time since ive written anything or shared my stories with my adoring fans...if i have any!!!

it is now 2008 and alot has happened since my last post..
where do i start..i love starting off my blogs with that line.. it always take me a while to remember everything ive done...SOOOOOOOOO

New Zealand was my last trip a good one but a bit of a pointless one let me explain

2 day flight - first week awsome - trashed partying - seeing the other side of the world- nxt 3 weeks - broke - fights - 1 day job - and finally

GET ME THE FUCK OUT OF HERE

so now im bk in the dirty middle east, loosing weight, working in radio and having my own show...the "NEW DOCTOR LOVE OF JORDAN" <3

Living life as much as one can in a society of 1 million, but soon i shall be in the air again jet setting to somewhere new and exciting as i always do.. because..

I.AM.DRAMA.

Talk talk talk....

2007-12-11T10:03:00.000-08:00

Away from london.. this shud be the next title to a book... it sounds captivating dont you think?
what i want to do is write a little bit about my experience in the middle east for the past 5 months... away from the hustle and bustle of london town!

interesting...exciting..different...strange...homely..but not me!

i could be wrong, i could be right! always try a place once if you miss it go back to it.

im working, im making a name im surviving... im not the waitress serving the snobs of chelsea, i am the snob of chelsea being served by the middle east ...

different class, different chase, different people, different race.

23 and i dont know wat im doen... where do i want to go? who do i want to be? famous? rich? successful... FUCK YA THATS ME!!!

18 and he got me like WOAAAHHHH.. 5 year gap ..do i feel it..mmmmm.. not anymore!!! if u know me u know im not 23... bullshit talk right there for ya..

its hip hop.. argeelah smoke...and talk talk talk... is it for real????

wanna put my fingers thru your hair
wrap me up in yo legs
n luv u til ur eyes roll back
im tryna put u to bed bed bed ima put u to bed bed bed
then u can rock body
turn me over
love is war
ur my soldier
touchin me like its our first time
ima put u to bed bed bed
ima put u to bed bed bed

hooked on the wire, vodka, red paint... all day baby..

London town 08 bring it forward... the real life...

PAST = JORDAN

FUTURE = LONDON WITH LOVE!!!!!

????

2007-10-31T00:47:00.002-07:00

Almost 2 months and i havent posted anything... ive had so much to say but nothing to write...

so much has happened in the past 2-3 months i dont know where to begin..

ITS BEEN A ROLLERCOASTER OF EMOTIONS..

from film to play to NOTHING but having fun..

traveling..parties..sleeping..shopping.. the IT girl life....

but its so not me.. im so bored with it all, the jordan life of the manicured girl!!! im more of the east side trailtrash girl.. different to the social form of this small society

some one once said - ur too big for this place and i never understood it, its not an ego thing, more of a creative aspect!!!

Destination unknown is the way i like to see it..but the beats still rocken' and my bodies moven'...

LONDON-JORDAN-BEIRUT

next step

but i want more... so it will happen.

Big fish in a small pond

Small fish in a big pond

THINK

ITS BEEN A WHILE...

2007-10-31T00:47:00.001-07:00

I can't see the LINES!!!

2007-08-21T10:48:00.000-07:00

IT GOT THE POINT WHERE.......N.O.T.H.I.N.G

nothing changes..everythings the same except for the gorgoues studio, EAST SIDE!

one way taxi ride to Dalston, 10 minute bus ride to the russian bar and from there the night is ours.

ahhhhh im breathing fire..down the strawberry yogurt, light a cig and do it again <3

Russina bar

M&F mixing till 3 am

L&L playing table football and using the bathroom every 5 minutes for reasons one cannot explain!

Smoking outside

this is weird but i guess better..

U DONT STINK

everything feels good, my eyes are bright my body sticky, my head is flying but im with my people again.

THANKS FOR THE GOOD TIMES

"good to see...no wait! wicked to have you here! HABIBI!!!! WE LOVE YOU!!!"

I LOVE YOU MORE

AND THE STORY CONTINUES... ill be bk for another 2 day receipy at #9...

but for now, bk to work... oh and i forgot to mention here somes the downer...even though ur across the ocean the connexion of the depression has to be at the same time..

OH NOOOOOOOOOO HERE IT GOES AGAINNNNN!!!! X

2007-08-13T22:06:00.001-07:00

OK so its been a while!!!
lifes been hectic, first stuck in the desert chewing on sand and enjoying the shooting stars... sleeping 12 hours and still being tired...
second well, wait a sec, i dont think there is one!

however as always a trip to the dead sea seems to always make you feel better.. of course poping a pill at the same time, lifes a joy!!!!

Bk to Wihdat we go, madaba streeet.. damn!!!!!! look like a tramp and you wont get the whistles HAHAHAHA. you got arms legs and tits watever u look like, theyre stares will burn your clothes off

however having the tanks and army dudes around makes life a little easier. so if the stares arn't really bothering me wat is??/

MY FREAKEN FARMERS TAN!

arms and face never been so dark such a nice colour too!! the rest of me : WHITE/SANDY

not the most attractive thing.

nxt trip:

SUN REHAB

Arabantics

2007-08-01T01:02:00.001-07:00

THE SIMPLE LIFE - by Hollie Johnson

Amman summer 2007 - feels like home..
Old friends, new memories:

Sun, swimming, drinking always.. Reunited - poppet and petal.

Not a care in the world - other than when poppet will be free to meet petal.!
Summer loving for for the siblings - give us a wedding to look forward to - make us relatives!

Long hot days, longer hotter nights - this is all we want it to be.

Simple Life.

Poem by Patchi: -

Pounani Days

i am writing a poem for you!!

i like green ham and eggs

Green ham likes me,

me likes egg hams,

so clearly pounani has

nothing to do with this...

hahahahaha!!! weirdo!!

Heat & Army L.O.V.E

2007-08-01T00:46:00.000-07:00

43 degree's heat!
Can't sleep and at least 3 showers a day!

A heat wave yet again

This summer is wild. The most random and hectic of all.

Sometimes i really don't know whats happening, and yes i truely am an actress, only these things tend to occur in my life schedule.

A week ago -

Make a list of all army requirements!

What the hell do i know about Army Requirements?

A week later -

Damn...!

I think i love the Army!!!

APC M113

Rattles

Humvees

AK 47's

M4's

HUEY HELICOPTER - "Please ride it...you'd make my year!!"

Some things in life happen for a reason, a season or a life time!

for me i'm odd and will always stay odd....

Another Random Trip

2007-07-28T11:53:00.000-07:00

YES!!! i did it again...

AMMAN-FRANKFURT-LONDON

LONDON-AMMAN

It seemed alot easier this time... arrived at 8.. leslie im here!! breakfast again - C'est ici- same spot too...

i should do this every week at least ill get to go home every now and then..even tho weather is shit!!!

My first day off in 3 weeks, i totally pampered my self: hair, nails, toes and therapy..SHOPPING!!!

sometimes it feels nice to do nothing :)

smoke cigarettes, sit on my roof and watch the million and one fireworks

that light the city...

listening to Hot Chip

BOY FROM SCHOOL

ME TIME I CALL IT

last night did a play in Gwesma, hmmmmm... lets just say the audience had never seen women on stage..got kinda rowdy!!! quite funny, but quite annoying..uneducated bastards.

Tonight : chilling wth lost friends, enjoying the heat and spacing out before another day of hecticism in The Hurt Locker..........................................x

Surrealism

2007-07-20T00:40:00.000-07:00

AMMAN = FRANKFURT = LONDON

london 8 am terminal 4

london 5 pm terminal 3

LONDON = AMMAN

Less than 12 hours and i visited 3 airports, spent $1000 and rode 2 planes - economy it sucks!!

Surreal as it sounds, yes that was my trip to London Town.

The runner for The Hurt Locker

Lara, you're leaving to london tonight... 3 am

WHAT???

oh yes

OH SHIT

Barons court please...OI!! Blondie... i'm here quick i have less than 30 minutes to see you..

Breakfast menu @ c'est ici - orange juice

pan au chocolate

2 baguettes - jam & orange

coffee

surrealism

talking

polariod - Lara & Leslie <3

WTF???? i dont want to leave now... remember the beautiful is always bizzare.

welcome to hollywood as they say, the most bizzare, weird, fucked up, exotic, exciting, fun, tiring, professional environment i have ever been in...

and yes i like it

i want to be it, embodie it, work for it, be the bitch for it...

WHY?

BECAUSE IM AN ACTRESS THATS WHY!

AMMAN NATION

2007-07-14T04:25:00.000-07:00

A day in the life of a dust princess..

Buddha-bar volume 7 slowly playing to the mood of a saturday afternoon
DAY OFF?? not today and not for the next 3 months..

how would you describe AMMAN?

S - "a old modern city! i dont know.. youll find a roman ruin next to a high rise building.. shit! its like your favourite pair of jeans, no matter how ripped they are you can never throw them away."

L - "high class vs lower class- now thats a deep conversation! mercedes S class, Hummers, BMW, 4x4- land rovers, range rovers, mercedes box rover, Porsche.. roaming the streets of a 6 million society city."

its like a love hate relationship

"you know its so wrong but its the wrongness that keeps you"

A land of desert, technology, tribes, kings and queens, princes and princess.. no matter if not royalty, society will class you as a higher person because its what it is.

i tend to describe it as an egg - white being the poor side, the yellow the rich - sounds odd but true.

To see it you'll beleive it.

Thats Amman, Thats Jordan, Thats The Middle East

Executive Producers turned to 3 angels

2007-07-12T07:18:00.000-07:00

DAY 5

The Boss has left!!! 2 am flight to Santa Fe...
The office is empty.. wat do i think?? hmmm... I HAVE MY OWN DESK HAHAHA.

8.45 am start sandbag is actually empty except for the cat 'Majnoona' aka crazy.
10 am Set arrives hung over, feeling the same but just through lack of sleep..
12.30 pm.... ITS DRIVING TIME. amman rush hour.. however i seem to glide through it...

Honestly im getting better and better

day by day

LOVE

THE

ROAD

Executive Producers office has turned into somewhat of a haven for men to come and take a look..

3 pretty girls sitting

laughing

doodling

twiddling

"working"

haha!!

pay rise??? SURE ill get that for you right away... YEAH RIGHT

17.oo hours and now its getting on a bit.... NEEEEDDDDDDDDDDDD TO GET OUTTTTTTT!!!

but i still love it.....

2007-07-10T01:33:00.000-07:00

HURT LOCKER

So this is day 3 of being an assistant and like i said totally and utterly 'the devil wears prada'...
last night went for a business meeting and the late King Husseins Gentlement Club, felt very priviledged!

played pool with a 12 year old and lost 5-3.. can u feel the shame..oh it hurts..
my day is filled with making phone calls, doing birthday shoppings, and running around.. driving around maybe!!
But almost lost myself with car 2 days ago..stick shift WHY???? automatic all the way baby..

note to Leslie

tu me manques tellement
Je continue à penser à tout que nous avons fait et les souvenirs me font sourire..Ive été si occupé que je ne pense pas toujours son coup moi..
Tellement déjà est arrivé dans juste une semaine je ne sais pas où commencer .. haha
Souvenez-vous toujours que le bel est toujours bizarre..
Aimez-vous
L

i hope you understand that...

more of my day to day adventures to come...
Keep reading my day to day readers

Bisou
X

2007-07-07T11:13:00.000-07:00

BROTHERS... THE BEST FRIENDS ONE CAN HAVE... WE ARE A TEAM FOREVER!

2007-07-07T07:59:00.000-07:00

Day 1..
i got the job i wanted!! working as PA for the executive producer on the film Hurt Locker.. im so excited i can hardly wait to start.
its going to be a tough one but im sure i can do it.. just think 'The Devil Wears Prada'..oh yes! hard core. but hey its a first step into the movie business..

was up till 2 am calling LA, finding a GPS and blackberry.. hating the time difference! i think the law should change.. we should all be working at the same time.. wat do you think?

Day 2..
up at 8.30..before realising its 10 and im still sprawled across my bed.. dad shouting "LARA..wake the fuck up!!!!"..(maybe not the fuck bit but im sure he was thinking it)
got rehearsal in 5 minutes..SHIT!!! is all im thinking..

one hour later.... where the hell is everyone???
4 hours later..seriously go learn your lines..we have a show tomorrow...hahaha!!!

all i can say is............... WELCOME TO JORDAN .....................

and yet the journey continues....

bk in the desert

2007-07-04T06:15:00.000-07:00

1 am
i land in the desert of arabia
2.30 am
im still awake thinking abt the drastic decsion i took...
3 am
almost falling asleep but still thinking about the life i left behind

have i made the right choice??

got a play tonight in irbid.. if i were to compare it to somewhere.. LUTON would be it in the UK.
almost got offered a job as PA to executive producer on the feature film.. fingers crossed.. we'll find out if for the next 3 months i have no life but catering to one person...

An experience of a life time ill call it..

Part I came to an end last night.. London life no more for the next 6 months...

here it is the beginning of part II in Jordan..

COME BACK AFTER THE BREAK!

photo shoot

2007-06-29T07:42:00.000-07:00

"ARGOS ADD"

photo shoot St. Martins with dina

check this girls web page (must see)...

www.dinadinadina.com

Arabian talent booming.... in a century where the Arab world is closing.

so dont cover your eyes and ignore the situation...help us get out so we can achieve a better nation!!!

Much Love
x

London Town 07

2007-06-28T08:23:00.002-07:00

its been a roller coaster..
that if i told you, you wouldnt believe me!!
images can only savour the times. <3

Starting in Souk(cheap bastards).. dating the frenchman 'Mr. Comas'
Meeting 80 Muscal House and the 6
FIRE!!!!
EAST SIDE
Brick Lane (my favourite) "GUN STREET"

Crossing the Line of no return. Fucked writings on the wall. Pictures of everything.
Moving into Muscal, and changing from Pangea girl to trailtrash girl.

WHY??? FREEDOM NIGHT BABY

nothing will change except the fact that now im flying across the ocean to a land of desert and where the Beautiful cannot be Bizzare.. BUT i say the opposite..

Blondie and Brunnette living the dream only separated for the time being!!!

To Her

2007-06-28T07:54:00.000-07:00

When the sun shines
We'll shine together
Told you I'll be here forever
That I'll always be your friend
Took an oath
I'mma stick it out 'till the end
Now that it's raining more than ever
Know that we still have each other
You can stand under my Umbrella
You can stand under my Umbrella
(Ella ella eh eh eh)
Under my umbrella

Muscal House

2007-06-28T04:09:00.000-07:00

4 days till dooms day...
the day i leave to another world..
no more pink and orange matinis..FIRE..M in thePark..the white line to another world..12 hour dance sessions..Leslio ahhhhhhhh i cant take it anymore..

i want to change my mind, but the oppertunities too big!

sometimes they say change is better, sometimes its a mstake.. we'll have to see wat mine turns out to be.

i came bk with my umbrella i leave with cargo.. MUSCAL HOUSE want you in my memory forever.

Leslie you are me forever..

THE BEAUTIFUL IS ALWAYS BIZZARE..

gros bisous xxxx

Captain Abu Raed

2007-06-24T12:38:00.000-07:00

Camera, Rolling, Sound speed... ACTION!!!

The first Jordanian movie took its baby steps on the 21st May 2007. After 50 years the youngsters of the Jordanian community come up with a master piece.. Captain Abu Raed.
A story of an airport janitor whos dreams are way up in the sky and whos stories inspire those around him. a story that will be remembered for years to come, through its simplicity and beauty.
its talent combined with its direction is one of many yet to be filmed and discovered in the ruins of the capital.
its the beginning of something new to the Jordanian society, one which will open so many peoples hearts and eyes to the wonders of cinema.